North West Mounted Police (Paramount) is a movie in the grand styleGod's own biggest trees and mountains for props and backdrops; stanch courage and lofty aims among the good people; cunning and treachery lurking within the sinister forces; the ominous note of doom finally stifled by the fortitude of noble men.
Its dialog is as seasoned as the film's producer, Cecil B. DeMille, who was turning out its jerky ancestors in 1913. Veteran cinemaddicts will not be fooled into forgetting its parentage by either sound or Technicolor when they hear the half-breed Louvette (Paulette...
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